Sweet Dreams
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Erotica › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
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This is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Sweet Dreams
Sweet Dreams
Sweat dripped down his face, leaving a trail down his neck which eventually reached his grey shirt. It clung to his body, leaving little to ones imagination. With ease he pulled the shirt off, revealing the tanned body underneath. Tossing the shirt aside he started on his sweatpants.
Since a couple of weeks he’d be training non-stop, trying to keep his mind from their latest case. It hit close to home, far to close. He knew Joe was cutting him slack, looking the other way while Griffin took a leave of absence for three days and he had even fucking hesitated the other day. He had let the boy go because Griffin man had been unable to draw his gun on the kid. Cursing himself he punched against one of the lockers, standing completely naked in the empty room. “Fuck this...” He grumbled, turning to stalk towards the showers.
The kid just reminded Griffin so much off himself, they both shared the same powers, ones that only caused havoc…death... The tanned man growled softly, turning the water on. The spray pushed down on him, the cold water very welcome to cool down his body. Resting his palms against the white tiles he kept his eyes closed, strands of wet raven hair clinging to the sides of his face. He needed to get it cut, it almost reached his shoulders by now. For a while he stood completely still, his mind racing. Water ran down his muscled arms and back, eventually falling to the ground with a loud splattering sound.
“Why the sad face, Pyro?” Came a voice which caused Griffin to tense, standing up, head turning to the side. His honey coloured eyes darkened. The lean blonde, Troy, was standing in the door opening, fully clothed with a smug look upon his pale face.
“What do you want Green?” The raven haired man spat.
The blonde stepped forward, lips curling upwards in a smile. “Well..., I had this..., dream” Troy mused, almost looking like a wolf stalking its prey. He didn’t stop until he was standing close enough to Griffin to take in the sight of the other’s body but far enough to not get wet from the shower. “of you fucking me in the shower.” The blonde spoke, his glassy blue eyes darkening with want.
“Well, I’m not fucking you…” Griffin spoke, amused. “The future changing for the worse now, Green?” He added, turning to continue his shower. Taking some soap he started to massage his scalp, suds of white soap falling to his shoulders. He hated the boy’s powers, perhaps even more then his own. The other’s ability to see the future always caused him to doubt his freedom. If someone could see the future then did it mean ones path was all ready spread out before them? Did it mean one did not have a choice in their own future? If that was true then no one was actually free, they were all just puppets in life’s fucked up grand plan.
Troy let his eyes move down the other’s body, appreciating the tanned skin which flexed over Griffin’s muscles. He licked his lips before stepping closer, joining the raven haired man in the shower. The blonde’s long fingers moved over Griffin’s back, trailing a way upwards into the man’s hair. “Let me help... “ Troy whispered, feeling heat coursing through his veins. Griffin’s body felt hot beneath his touch.
“Get out of here.” Griffin growled. Balling his hands into fists against the white tiles. Leaning his head back he left it in Troy’s skilled hands. “I’m not having sex with you.” He tried again, knowing it would not take long for his walls to crumble. They always did. The taller man couldn’t even count on his hands how many times Troy and coaxed him into doing this, it started with a innocent blow job and ended up with him pounding the blonde’s ass time after time.
“You sure about that Pyro, in my dream you were really enjoying yourself.” The blonde spoke, pressing a kiss to the other’s shoulder, pulling Griffin’s head back to rinse his hair. As the taller man turned he let go of Griffin’s head, instead letting his hands fall to his side, looking up at the other curiously.
Griffin took a hesitant breath, moving a hand to the back of the blonde’s head, pulling up into a kiss. Looking down at the other through his lashes he could clearly see that the other was enjoying himself. The tanned man pulled Troy’s lower lip between his teeth, sucking and nipping the skin, making the smaller one moan in appreciation.
He took his time on Troy’s sweet pink mouth, he loved the other’s plump lips, reminding Griffin of a girl. Troy tasted sweet, like candy, and he was just as addictive. His hands found the hem of the other blonde’s shirt and he quickly sneaked his hands underneath, warming the other’s pale skin with his strong hands. Griffin could hear the blonde moan against his own lips, making him groan before pulling the shirt over the blonde’s head.
Troy helped him, shivering slightly. He moved his hands to the other’s chest, resting them against the hard muscles. Leaning forward his tongue darted out to flick against Griffin’s brown nipple, causing the other to groan. With his hands he tried to undo his fly, finding it was rather difficult to do two things at once. “Shit.” He mumbled, standing back to undo his fly and push his pants down. The jeans were clinging to his skin, making it difficult to take them off, but Griffin was glad to help, almost ripping the fabric before it was completely off. Tossing the pants aside he pressed his body against Griffin’s.
“Commando?” Griffin asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
Troy nodded. “Always..., I thought you’d know that by now.” The blonde pouted, feeling slightly offended that Griffin had not noticed before.
“Hm.” Griffin just muttered before sucking the other’s pouting lower lip into his mouth. The raven haired man moved a hand between their bodies, wrapping his calloused hand around the other’s penis, receiving an appreciative moan. With lazy strokes he pumped the other up and down, his own need growing with every whimper that left the blonde’s pink lips.
“You’d better get yourself ready Green, I’m not sure how long I’m able to keep my hands of your ass.” Griffin said, letting his other hand brush over the other’s ass to emphasise his words.
Troy opening his eyes, Griffin’s lips trailing down his neck. He reached for the shampoo he had just used on the other’s hair, squirting some of it in his hand. It would just have to do for now, the blonde decided. Bringing his now shampoo slick fingers to his entrance he pressed it inside, gasping and pushing his own hips backwards against his own hand. “This is so much better then my dream...” He gasped, moving his finger back and forth, soon joining it with another.
Griffin continued his ministrations on the other’s cock, feeling the other’s body tense. His own erection was standing straight against his body, beckoning for attention. It almost seemed to straighten even more when Troy spoke, his voice filled with need.
“Please fuck me Griffin, I need you inside...”
Turning the other around he positioned himself behind the blonde, feeling the other’s arms wrap around his neck, Troy resting his head against Griffin’s shoulder. “You beg so sweetly.” Griffin whispered, chuckling when the other just moaned in frustration, trying to push backwards on Griffin’s cock. Cutting them both some slack he started to push himself inside, moaning as the warmth engulfed him. He started a steady rhythm, moving inside the other before pulling almost completely out and pushing back.
His other hand found Troy’s cock again, pumping it in time with his own movements. Troy was mumbling his name over and over again between gasps, taking a lot of Griffin’s self-control. He quickened his pace, making Troy mumble more incoherent words. The raven haired man could feel himself coming closer to his release, pumping in the blonde as deep as he could.
“Griffin, I-I’m...so close.”
“Then come for me Green.” Griffin commanded, tightening his grip around the blonde. Moment after he felt Troy tighten around him, immediately sending him over the edge. He moved a couple times more, drawing out his orgasm, before pulling out of Troy and leaning back against the tiles behind him.
Troy turned to look at the raven haired agent, smiling widely. “Much, much better then my dream...” He decided, leaning up to press a kiss to Griffin’s lips. “We’ll be doing this again very soon.” Troy stated as a matter of fact.
Griffin watched the blonde walk away, once again leaving him alone. Groaning he let his head fall back against the tiles, annoyed with himself that he once again gave in so easily.
But at least Troy had taken his mind of the current case...
Sweat dripped down his face, leaving a trail down his neck which eventually reached his grey shirt. It clung to his body, leaving little to ones imagination. With ease he pulled the shirt off, revealing the tanned body underneath. Tossing the shirt aside he started on his sweatpants.
Since a couple of weeks he’d be training non-stop, trying to keep his mind from their latest case. It hit close to home, far to close. He knew Joe was cutting him slack, looking the other way while Griffin took a leave of absence for three days and he had even fucking hesitated the other day. He had let the boy go because Griffin man had been unable to draw his gun on the kid. Cursing himself he punched against one of the lockers, standing completely naked in the empty room. “Fuck this...” He grumbled, turning to stalk towards the showers.
The kid just reminded Griffin so much off himself, they both shared the same powers, ones that only caused havoc…death... The tanned man growled softly, turning the water on. The spray pushed down on him, the cold water very welcome to cool down his body. Resting his palms against the white tiles he kept his eyes closed, strands of wet raven hair clinging to the sides of his face. He needed to get it cut, it almost reached his shoulders by now. For a while he stood completely still, his mind racing. Water ran down his muscled arms and back, eventually falling to the ground with a loud splattering sound.
“Why the sad face, Pyro?” Came a voice which caused Griffin to tense, standing up, head turning to the side. His honey coloured eyes darkened. The lean blonde, Troy, was standing in the door opening, fully clothed with a smug look upon his pale face.
“What do you want Green?” The raven haired man spat.
The blonde stepped forward, lips curling upwards in a smile. “Well..., I had this..., dream” Troy mused, almost looking like a wolf stalking its prey. He didn’t stop until he was standing close enough to Griffin to take in the sight of the other’s body but far enough to not get wet from the shower. “of you fucking me in the shower.” The blonde spoke, his glassy blue eyes darkening with want.
“Well, I’m not fucking you…” Griffin spoke, amused. “The future changing for the worse now, Green?” He added, turning to continue his shower. Taking some soap he started to massage his scalp, suds of white soap falling to his shoulders. He hated the boy’s powers, perhaps even more then his own. The other’s ability to see the future always caused him to doubt his freedom. If someone could see the future then did it mean ones path was all ready spread out before them? Did it mean one did not have a choice in their own future? If that was true then no one was actually free, they were all just puppets in life’s fucked up grand plan.
Troy let his eyes move down the other’s body, appreciating the tanned skin which flexed over Griffin’s muscles. He licked his lips before stepping closer, joining the raven haired man in the shower. The blonde’s long fingers moved over Griffin’s back, trailing a way upwards into the man’s hair. “Let me help... “ Troy whispered, feeling heat coursing through his veins. Griffin’s body felt hot beneath his touch.
“Get out of here.” Griffin growled. Balling his hands into fists against the white tiles. Leaning his head back he left it in Troy’s skilled hands. “I’m not having sex with you.” He tried again, knowing it would not take long for his walls to crumble. They always did. The taller man couldn’t even count on his hands how many times Troy and coaxed him into doing this, it started with a innocent blow job and ended up with him pounding the blonde’s ass time after time.
“You sure about that Pyro, in my dream you were really enjoying yourself.” The blonde spoke, pressing a kiss to the other’s shoulder, pulling Griffin’s head back to rinse his hair. As the taller man turned he let go of Griffin’s head, instead letting his hands fall to his side, looking up at the other curiously.
Griffin took a hesitant breath, moving a hand to the back of the blonde’s head, pulling up into a kiss. Looking down at the other through his lashes he could clearly see that the other was enjoying himself. The tanned man pulled Troy’s lower lip between his teeth, sucking and nipping the skin, making the smaller one moan in appreciation.
He took his time on Troy’s sweet pink mouth, he loved the other’s plump lips, reminding Griffin of a girl. Troy tasted sweet, like candy, and he was just as addictive. His hands found the hem of the other blonde’s shirt and he quickly sneaked his hands underneath, warming the other’s pale skin with his strong hands. Griffin could hear the blonde moan against his own lips, making him groan before pulling the shirt over the blonde’s head.
Troy helped him, shivering slightly. He moved his hands to the other’s chest, resting them against the hard muscles. Leaning forward his tongue darted out to flick against Griffin’s brown nipple, causing the other to groan. With his hands he tried to undo his fly, finding it was rather difficult to do two things at once. “Shit.” He mumbled, standing back to undo his fly and push his pants down. The jeans were clinging to his skin, making it difficult to take them off, but Griffin was glad to help, almost ripping the fabric before it was completely off. Tossing the pants aside he pressed his body against Griffin’s.
“Commando?” Griffin asked, raising an eyebrow in amusement.
Troy nodded. “Always..., I thought you’d know that by now.” The blonde pouted, feeling slightly offended that Griffin had not noticed before.
“Hm.” Griffin just muttered before sucking the other’s pouting lower lip into his mouth. The raven haired man moved a hand between their bodies, wrapping his calloused hand around the other’s penis, receiving an appreciative moan. With lazy strokes he pumped the other up and down, his own need growing with every whimper that left the blonde’s pink lips.
“You’d better get yourself ready Green, I’m not sure how long I’m able to keep my hands of your ass.” Griffin said, letting his other hand brush over the other’s ass to emphasise his words.
Troy opening his eyes, Griffin’s lips trailing down his neck. He reached for the shampoo he had just used on the other’s hair, squirting some of it in his hand. It would just have to do for now, the blonde decided. Bringing his now shampoo slick fingers to his entrance he pressed it inside, gasping and pushing his own hips backwards against his own hand. “This is so much better then my dream...” He gasped, moving his finger back and forth, soon joining it with another.
Griffin continued his ministrations on the other’s cock, feeling the other’s body tense. His own erection was standing straight against his body, beckoning for attention. It almost seemed to straighten even more when Troy spoke, his voice filled with need.
“Please fuck me Griffin, I need you inside...”
Turning the other around he positioned himself behind the blonde, feeling the other’s arms wrap around his neck, Troy resting his head against Griffin’s shoulder. “You beg so sweetly.” Griffin whispered, chuckling when the other just moaned in frustration, trying to push backwards on Griffin’s cock. Cutting them both some slack he started to push himself inside, moaning as the warmth engulfed him. He started a steady rhythm, moving inside the other before pulling almost completely out and pushing back.
His other hand found Troy’s cock again, pumping it in time with his own movements. Troy was mumbling his name over and over again between gasps, taking a lot of Griffin’s self-control. He quickened his pace, making Troy mumble more incoherent words. The raven haired man could feel himself coming closer to his release, pumping in the blonde as deep as he could.
“Griffin, I-I’m...so close.”
“Then come for me Green.” Griffin commanded, tightening his grip around the blonde. Moment after he felt Troy tighten around him, immediately sending him over the edge. He moved a couple times more, drawing out his orgasm, before pulling out of Troy and leaning back against the tiles behind him.
Troy turned to look at the raven haired agent, smiling widely. “Much, much better then my dream...” He decided, leaning up to press a kiss to Griffin’s lips. “We’ll be doing this again very soon.” Troy stated as a matter of fact.
Griffin watched the blonde walk away, once again leaving him alone. Groaning he let his head fall back against the tiles, annoyed with himself that he once again gave in so easily.
But at least Troy had taken his mind of the current case...